The Champion Stage {Path of the Aura Ranger: Book III}

I May's P.O.V

Happy New Year! Sorry for not updating in over a week, but I got really inspired for another story I am writing at the moment. But I am back and I hope you guys love these next two chapters!

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The Orange Islands, with their pristine beaches and vibrant sunsets, felt like a dream. Everywhere I looked, there was a postcard-perfect view, each more breathtaking than the last. And the food! Oh, the culinary delights of the Orange Islands were a treat for the senses. Every meal seemed like a burst of tropical flavors, that delighted my taste buds and left me craving for more. But beyond the scenic beauty and mouthwatering dishes, the Orange Islands held another charm for me – Drew. There was something about this paradise that made everything feel more romantic, more enchanting.

Currently, the ribbon count stands at two for me and one for Drew. It was a source of playful banter between us, a friendly rivalry that only fueled our determination. The upcoming contest in Moro Island had Drew practically radiating enthusiasm. His competitive spirit was like a contagious flame, and I couldn't help but get caught up in the excitement.

But despite our rivalry in contests, managed to find a delicate balance between fierce competition and heartfelt moments. It was a dance of roses and ribbons, and we were both eager participants. While contests kept us on our toes, it was the moments outside the arena that truly made our journey wonderful.

Our days were a whirlwind of training sessions, impromptu picnics on the beach, and exploring the vibrant markets of the Orange Islands. Drew had this uncanny ability to turn even the simplest moments into something magical. Every shared glance, every playful teasing – it all added a special touch to our time together.

Contest preparations were, of course, a significant part of our routine. We spent hours fine-tuning our performances, ensuring that every move was synchronized with our Pokémon. The feeling of anticipation, the rush of nerves before stepping onto the contest stage – it was all part of the thrill. But beyond the contests, there were stolen glances during sunset strolls, laughter echoing through the bustling markets, and the occasional friendly Pokémon battle on the beach. It was the balance between competition and romance that made our journey in the Orange Islands so enchanting.

As we geared up for the Moro Island contest, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves. Drew's determination was palpable, and I knew I had to bring my A-game. Taking a deep breath, I watched as Drew confidently took the stage, his every move radiating poise and determination. The spotlight illuminated him, casting a soft glow that accentuated the twinkle in his eyes and the smirk that played on his lips. I couldn't help but suppress a chuckle as Drew introduced his partner for the appeal round – Butterfree. The irony wasn't lost on me; Drew's Butterfree was none other than the son of Ash's Butterfree. It will be eternally amusing for me.

With a graceful wave of his hand, Drew signaled the start of their performance. Butterfree responded with a gentle ascent, his wings fluttering with grace and precision. The atmosphere grew palpable, the audience holding their breath in anticipation of what was to come.

As Butterfree soared higher, Drew's issued his first command. "Silver Wind!"

The shimmering gusts spiraled upwards, catching the light, and scattering it into a thousand glimmers. It was a sight to behold, the air alive with the radiant dance of silver sparkles. But Drew had more in store. With a swift motion, he directed Butterfree into a series of intricate loops, each one crafted from Slash and the swirling Silver Wind.

As Butterfree continued his aerial ballet, Drew decided to up the ante. "Another Silver Wind, but this time with Psybeam!"

They crafted a cascade of iridescent beams that crisscrossed the stage. The vibrant hues danced across the arena, painting a vivid tapestry of colors that held the audience captive. But the grand finale was yet to come. Drawing upon Butterfree's innate abilities, Drew unleashed a soothing Aromatherapy. But instead of a simple healing mist, Butterfree dispersed the fragrance in a whirlwind of scented petals and shimmering lights. The combination was ethereal, the stage awash with a kaleidoscope of colors and the gentle aroma of blooming flowers.